In the Lives of Puppets

by T.J. Klune

“Humanity was lost,” Dad said. “And lonely. I don’t think they even realized just how lonely they were. And so they began to build again, making machines that looked more and more like them. Even surrounded by so many of their kind, they still searched for a connection. They were like gods, in a way, in the power of their creation.

This definitely going to happen unfortunately

“There is a risk to all things,” Dad said. “Memory, Victor. There is power to memory. It’s tied to the head and— Hello! My designation is General Intelligence Oper—” He grimaced, rubbing his chest. “It’s tied to the head and heart but in the end, if there is a war between the two, the heart usually wins out, even to its own detriment.”

Remember this for future confrontations